After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

"Mother, I'm fine. I bought a lot of china clay and I can start work in the spring. Mother, how many days have I been away from home, can someone bully you?" Xia Qianqian left home for a few days, she = the most worried thing is Qin and his sister were bullied.

"No." Qin said with a slight smile, "Now the villagers are very polite to us."

In this way, Xia Qianqian felt relieved and hugged Xia Yunyun: "Go, let's go home!"

"it is good."

Eight clay carts followed Xia Qianqian to the kiln field, and the kiln field was white in the twilight. The coachman asked: "Miss Xia, how can such a thick snow unload the china clay?"

"Wait a minute." Xia Qianqian ran into the field.

Looking at the vast expanse of whiteness, I thought that the snow was thick. But Xia Qianqian ran all the way, leaving only a shallow footprint. To pile up tiles, she spread a layer of sand on the ground and then spread straw before it snowed. Now move the straw away, just piling the china clay.

Without waiting for Xia Qianqian to speak, the villagers who followed have started to help move the straw. After the coachmen unloaded the porcelain clay, they took the money for the car and headed back to the mansion. The villagers covered the porcelain clay with straw.

Xia Qianqian secretly wrote down who was helping today, and thanked them politely before going home with the Qin family.

There are a few cold steamed buns on the table. Xia Qianqian squeezed, and the steamed buns were hard. It was definitely not steamed today.

"Qianqian, are you hungry? Rest for a while, mother will cook the porridge." Qin started to cook the porridge by the light in the room.

Because her eyes were bad, Xia Qianqian lit the lamp specially. She looked at the rice and noodles at home, it was almost the same as before she left. Her heart ached: "Mother, you have to eat well if I'm not at home."

"Yes, two meals a day, I eat every day!" Qin said with a smile. It's just that they are not willing to eat fine grains, they are all rough bran pickles to deal with casually.

Xia Qianqian shook his head and sighed, took off the bacon and began to cut, and let Xia Yunyun take two small potatoes, cut them into thin slices, soak in water to remove the excess starch, drain and stir-fry slowly with oil. Put the sliced ​​bacon and fry together, sprinkle with salt and chili powder on the end.

"Wow, there's meat to eat again." Xia Yunyun stood on her toes, grabbed a piece of meat with her small hands and put it in her mouth, and began to eat deliciously.

Qin’s white porridge is tasteless, and now I drink it with potato slices and bacon slices, and it instantly becomes delicious.

"Has Xia Yu been here?" Xia Qianqian asked.

"No." Qin's face showed loss. In fact, Lao Xia's people still look down on her, they just appreciate Qianqian's ability. When Qianqian was not at home, Lao Xia's family ignored her, and the second room refused to let her see Xia Yu.

Xia Qianqian said, "I will get some buns tomorrow, I will pick Xia Yu."

"Okay." Qin immediately laughed, "My Qianqian is the best."

"Mother, when I went out this time, I met a young man from the prefecture of Lu'an. He was also named Qin and said he looked familiar with me." Xia Qianqian said, watching Qin's reaction from time to time.

Qin's body became stiff, and the blood on his face quickly faded.

Xia Qianqian raised her head and looked at the Qin Clan, feeling that there was a play: "Mother, do you know Lu'an Prefecture?"

"Ah..." Qin suddenly raised his hand to hold his head, rolled to the ground in pain, and started whimpering low.

"Mother!" Xia Yunyun was terrified.

Xia Qianqian squatted down in a hurry, put Qin's arms in her arms, and gently patted her back: "Mother, relax. Take a deep breath, take a deep breath... No matter what, you have me now, Yunyun and Xia Yu... "